So so so sorry for the long delay. I got completely out of writing and more into reading. I am currently reading maybe six Delena fics and it has encouraged me to write again. I have no idea for how long because school is hectic around this time of year and all but I'm aiming for this story to be around 15-20 chapters depending. Again, remember bear with me, this is my first story and I do not have a beta. I know this may not be as amazing as any other Delena stories but I'm trying and hopefully I'm getting better. I'm really absorbing the way other authors write, especially my all time favorites; Babi, 0123Hope, LoveEpicLove, Mayghaen17,SweetWillowTree, and avrilburkheart to name my all time favories. These guys have influced me with their writing so much and you should really check out their stories! Almost all of them write all Delena, if not almost :)
Again sorry for the huge delay and hopefully this can tie you guys over for a while. I have a test thursday so hopefully thursday night I can begin on another chapter, enjoy. Courtney xoxo.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries.
"You're perfect and you're mine. So I like doing things like this. Plus, you're the first women I ever really loved; I have to let you see the 1864 Damon sometime." The smirk appeared across his face. "I was such a gentleman."
"You still are. And I have a feeling that I will see the 1864 Damon a lot more than you think." She stepped closer to him.
"Yeah, I think so too." He signed but his smile did not leave his face. "Now, ready to meet Jackson? He's quite the charmer."
Damon glided towards Jackson with such grace. Elena suddenly felt mesmerized by everything that Damon did. Every movement he made, every look he gave her, every single thing about him sent shivers down her spine and she didn't think it was going to get any easier any time soon.
Elena just stood a couple feet back from Damon and Jackson carried away in her own thought as they reunited. She noticed Damon glance toward her gleaming from ear to ear followed by the Jackson guy looking at her as well smiling. She could see he mouthed the word beautiful to Damon and he nodded causing Jackson to laugh. They continued chatting for what seemed like no more than a few minutes and Damon looked at Elena, quite seductively actually motioning her to come forward. His breathtaking eyes scanned her from head to toe causing butterflies to scatter amongst her stomach and her knees become weak as just his look alone turned her on.
Elena didn't think she could move a foot but suddenly her body was being carried towards Damon and towards Jackson until she was at Damon's side and he was leaning in to give her a kiss on the cheek.
Wrapping his arm around her waist, Damon introduced her. "Elena, this is my friend of many years, Jackson. Jackson, this is the lovely Elena who has me whipped"
Elena shot him a death glare but him and Jackson just laughed. "Relax, I'm just kidding".
Jackson held out his hand and Elena accepted the gesture and returned the shake.
"Pleasure to meet you Jackson" Elena said warmly.
"The pleasure's all mine Miss Elena. Damon tells me nothing but wonderful stories of the two of you." He gave a sideways smile to Damon who said nothing and smirked.
"What can I say?" Elena shrugged. "He's got me hooked".
Jackson threw his head back in laughter for a brief moment. "Anyway, I'm sure we're going to have the chance to get to know each other over the course of the night. How about you two take a seat over there?" He pointed to a nice table over in the corner of the place all by itself. "And I'll get a waitress down to you guys right away?"
Elena smiled and Damon nodded. "Sounds good, Jackson. You're service is always splendid. We'll see you back here at the bar in no more than a couple hours." And with that Jackson simply nodded, went back behind the bar and began mixing drinks for the customers who were waiting.
Damon led the way to their table and pulled out Elena's chair waiting for her to be seated. When she did, Damon kissed her neck and pushed her into the table before guiding himself to his chair.
None of them said anything for a few moments, they were both looking at their menu's the waitress had brought them and when Elena decided what she was going to order, her eyes began wandering around the bar/restaurant. It was a really nice place. It wasn't too fancy, and it wasn't too casual. There was a hint of the old days in it with proof of recent renovations to improve the appearance of certain things. There was also an old jukebox over near the bar proving that this place was quite old. Elena wondered how old this place really was and how much time Damon spent here. Jackson seemed middle aged and judging by his and Damon's conversation; they were friends for more than a few years. It was great to learn things about Damon for a change. Damon has never slipped more than a few memories out to Elena and it was nice to see where he spent his time when she didn't know him. Maybe he was here before he was a vampire?
She thought to herself causing her to smile without knowing. Maybe this is where he spent his evenings.
" I'm judging by the look on your face that you're either thinking about me or fantasizing about me… although either way you're thinking about me" He glazed into his eyes, the smirk forming on his face and failing to leave until she replied.
" You are so full of yourself. Actually yeah, I was thinking about you. I was just admiring this place and realizing it looked a bit older. I was just wondering how long you've known it and if you spent much time here before."
"If my memory serves me correctly, this place was built in 1862." Damon's eyes rolled up in his head trying to decipher if he was right or wrong. "yes, 1862. I remember the first time I came in here. Jackson's grandmother, Lucille Brown greeted me and was instantly awed by my unbelievable looks, of course."
Elena shot him a death glare.
"I'm just teasing; she did find me attractive though. I could tell by the way she acted. Anyway, Lucille was nothing but a sweetheart all the while I met her. She was young back then too, no more than thirty and she just got engaged to Jackson's grandfather, Walter Shaw. I helped them get this place booming at first. I brought in that jukebox over there" He pointed toward the sound system that Elena was admiring before. "I'm actually really surprised that it still worked. And I got the word around the town. I told my pals, and they told their pals and so on. Eventually a fine crowd began to work its way out here and their business was booming. I was asked to stand to their weeding six months later and I gladly accepted."
Elena absorbed every word that escaped Damon's mouth. She loved him telling her stories about his past. They were getting closer and making progress, Elena could feel it.
"Walter tried to set me up with one of his friends, Amelia. She was a beautiful women, but I wasn't too fond of her after a night of her drunk self throwing her hands all over me" Damon rolled his eyes and chuckled at the fact. It sounded like something he would do actually. " I stayed friends with Lucille and Walter for a long time. I turned two years after I met them but I ended up coming back here about ten years after. They were in their mid-thirties by then and they had a three year old baby girl, Jackson's mother, Dorothy. They noticed right off the bat that I hadn't aged a day since the last time they saw me and they started asking questions. I trusted them with my life… or should I say, my death; so I told them what had happened and they understood one hundred percent why I was the way I was and they helped with cope with a lot of the pain I was feeling. They calmed me down when I didn't think it was possible. They steered me in the better direction, not the right direction because I wouldn't let myself go there but if it wasn't for them I would probably have myself killed by now."
Elena waited for Damon to keep going but she could tell he was finished for now and she didn't ask any more of him. She knew it took a lot of courage for him to open himself up to her like that and she was so grateful for it.
" They sound like wonderful people. I'm sure Jackson is the exact same way. I'm so glad you had close friends to rely on back then." Elena sincerely said.
"Oh Jackson is the best. I see so much of his mother and even more of his grandparents in him. He knew what I was ever since he was ten years old and he's kept the secret all his life. Back then though, he just to joke about it saying it was awesome having Dracula for a friend."
Elena giggled causing Damon's heart to melt. "I would love to know you like they did and like Jackson does, Damon."
Damon sat up straight in his chair leaning in towards Elena, only inches away from her face. "You will. I promise you with every fiber in me. It will take me a while because I have no idea what I'm doing but you will know me more than you do. And I want to know you."
Elena simply nodded as the waited approached them asking for their orders. They waited about a half hour for their meals but it was well worth the wait. They chatted and ate and chatted some more when they finished until Damon decided it was time to have a few drinks .
They got up from the table and went over to Jackson at the bar. Damon ordered a bear, and Elena started off slowly with a strawberry daiquiri. Elena got to know Jackson over the next couple hours and she knew what Damon was talking about. Jackson was a sweetheart, a pure gentleman who would do anything for anybody he knew. The three of them chatted when Elena and Damon weren't dancing to the old fashioned tunes on the jukebox and Elena realized that she was starting to get a bit tipsy when she tripped on nothing and landed on Damon's feet. He helped her up.
"I think you're a bit drunk" Damon implied.
"I think it's your faaault" Elena threw back.
"Hey, I didn't force the liquid down your throat. What are you going to tell Jenna?" He cocked an eyebrow that Elena failed to notice as she tried to regain her balance once again.
"I don't knnnnow. I'll spend the night here with you. Would you call her for me when we get back to the room?"
"I'll just call her right now and say you passed out" Damon walked outside for a moment leaving her alone in the middle of the bar. He appeared no more than five minutes after nodding. "All taken care of. I told her you were asleep and she just said be home tomorrow dinner time. She cooking…" Damon grimaced and Elena twisted up her face.
"I don't knowww about going hooome now then. Her foood tastes awful." She laughed hauling Damon in for a kiss. He quickly responded and things got heated quickly. Damon knew he wasn't taking advantage of Elena because he was hers and she was his. Their kisses became more sexual and hungry causing Damon to harden and Elena to throw her arms around his neck. Damon figured it wasn't the best place for people to witness what they were doing so he glanced at Jackson who was now winking at him before heading for their room.
When he got the key in the door and the door was closed behind them, they continued where they left off. Elena was all over Damon and he wasn't complaining the slightest bit. In fact, he was getting more turned on every moment with her hungrily kissing him and his neck. Elena started to unbutton Damon's shirt and Damon started to unzip Elena's dress. He threw it on the bed revealing her only in her red matching lace bra and panty set. Everything about he was perfect, the way her hourglass figure matched her frame. The way her breasts weren't too big or small, and still perked beneath her bra. Everything about her was absolutely incredible and he got lost in thought about her as they began kissing again. Only this time, with hunger and desire and passion and love, all in one.
